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"Fortunately." Luoyue nodded slightly, unable to see the expression of the person in the veil.

Then he looked at the gladiatorial arena, his eyes swept over Zi Nian, and Zi Nian was also looking at Miss Lan Family!

Is he anxious to see what his fiancée looks like......

The thought popped up in Falling Moon's heart.

In the gladiatorial arena, the neighing of war horses and the metal sound of weapons striking suddenly entered the ears, and both of them used all their strength to fight.

This is the meaning of staking life, no one dares to be distracted, and no one dares to fool or even cheat.

The two fighters did their best, alternating between the upwind and the downwind, and the **** was fascinating.

Look, the lady in the tall tuft in the stands at the wonderful place has already screamed for it...... forced Liang to be a concubine

Alack! Strike! Strike! The sparks from the weapons burst out between the two of them, as if they were both carrying dazzling points of light, every detail, every movement, even every drop of sweat, every look was clearly visible......

Click, click, like a thunderbolt, the silver spear fighter and the sword fighter passed by, and a blood stain spread, blocking people's view......

The screams of the people were insignificant at the moment, and the bloodstains were a symbol of victory.

When there was a thud, something fell......

When the blood scattered, and when the two fighters stood on each side, it was clear that it was one of the arms of the Silver Spear Fighter! It was split by the long sword and scattered on the ground, and the blood stains had already fallen on the helmets of the two fighters, dotted with stars, like rain falling, and a sweet smell of blood began to spread.

Some people are greedy for breathing this smell and are addicted! Addicted! That's what it feels like, that's what it smells like! People obsessively slow down their breathing...... The black-bellied major general is a delicate wife

All this was not enough, the bloody severed arm could not fail to know the last blow of the Silver Lance Knight, holding the Silver Spear in his left hand, adjusting his posture, and once again, straddle the horse!

How many people held their breath and their hearts almost stopped beating at this moment, because this would be their last blow!

Death or Nirvana!

Click, click!

There was another metallic sound, and there were more blood stains, spreading like a mist, and people saw a person through the blood mist, whose head fell to the ground, and the peep rolled down a few meters away, and then stopped moving......

A stronger smell of blood, a quieter moment......

Ulla, Ulla......

The audience began to cheer!

The blood mist faded, and the silver-speared warrior rode on his horse with a broken arm, and the horse next to him became a headless warrior, tilted a few times, and fell to the ground with his body...... Mo Yan was reborn

The armor was still there, the flesh and blood were separated, there was only cheering, no crying, no sympathy.

One dead and one wounded, wonderful show!

The corpses were carried away, the victors were sent off, the waiters washed the blood from the ground with hoses, and the people ate popcorn and drank soda, talking eagerly as if they were watching a play, looking forward to the second contest......

This is the grand scene of the gladiatorial arena. Performed every week.

……

At the end of the game, Miss Lan stood up and walked to the stands.

No one knew that what she liked most was not the process of gladiatorial fighting, but the moment when the waiter swept away the bloodstains.

"Does my sister have a good man?" Lan Gongzi didn't know what Miss Lan was looking at, and when he looked down, all kinds of men and women, dressed in gorgeous clothes, looked at the stands from time to time.